Chu Wenyu entered the inner gate of Taihemen, he was not a disciple of Luo Yuntian, although he could not practice the Taihemen Zhen Sect swordsmanship "Xuanwu Sword Technique" like Lin Zhengjun, but the other peerless schools of Taihemen were also extraordinary. He relied on his own strength, and he had no fear, and he rushed towards Fu Qingyun with a sword first.

"Stop!" A loud shout sounded, and Lin Zhengjun strode forward with great strides.

Chu Wenyu stopped abruptly when he heard the sound, and looked back at Lin Zhengjun with a look of surprise. Chu Mingshan looked indifferent and did not say anything. Lin Zhengjun walked up to Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing and said, "Brother, tomorrow is my master's fiftieth birthday, please let him go for the sake of my brotherhood." ”

Fu Qingyun didn't answer him, but said coldly: "Congratulations, from now on, the fish has jumped into the dragon gate and soared into the sky." ”

Lin Zhengjun said apologetically: "Brother, I apprenticed to Taihemen, and I should have discussed with you first, but you believe me......"

"Shut up!" Fu Qingyun shouted: "Zhengjun, when my brother taught you to read, do you remember?"

Lin Zhengjun nodded.

"What's the point of reading?" Fu Qingyun said in a deep voice.

"Reading should cultivate righteousness, be sensible, self-cultivation to be a man, and help the world. Lin Zhengjun replied.

"Do you understand things?"

"Jeong-kun understands!"

"Then I ask you. Fu Qingyun said sharply: "Luo Zihong's thief killed the owner of the village and robbed me of the foundation of the villa, why are you ungrateful and worship Luo Yuntian as a teacher?"

Lin Zhengjun said: "Brother, I am afraid that there is some misunderstanding in this matter, the master acts uprightly and has no malice. He sent Luo Gongzi to inquire about the Jinwu Sect, but he didn't know that Liu and Han were stirring up trouble and playing right and wrong all the way, saying that the owner of the village had an affair with the Demon Gate, so that it made a big mistake. ”

"Zhengjun, you are still justifying!" Fu Qingyun pointed at Chu Mingshan and said, "Let me ask you again, this evil thief, with his own selfishness, betrayed the villa and killed the owner of the villa, should he be killed?"

Lin Zhengjun said: "Brother, the secret of the 'Overlord Nine Style' is that Liu Shaoyi and Han Jianfang told the head of Luo, and now that both of them have been ambushed, they should no longer be angry with others." ”

"You fart!" Fu Qingyun shouted: "On that day, the owner of the village announced the secret of the 'Overlord Nine Styles', and there were only three hall masters present, as well as me and Senior Brother. If it weren't for Chu Mingshan's deliberate rumor, how would Liu Han and the others know?"

"This...?" Lin Zhengjun was speechless for a while.

Fu Qingyun shouted angrily: "Zhengjun, if you are still obsessed, don't blame your brother for being ruthless!"

Lin Zhengjun looked back at Chu Mingshan and said awe-inspiringly: "Brother, there is a saying in the book, one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father." Even if Master Mingshan is wrong, he is also my master. ”

"Okay!" Fu Qingyun said sadly: "Pick up your sword!"

"Brother...... , I can't!" Lin Zhengjun shook his head and retreated.

"Zhengjun, forgive your difficulties for the teacher. Chu Mingshan took a step forward and said, "You step aside, the grievances between me and them will be resolved by the teacher himself." ”

Lin Zhengjun shook his head and said bitterly: "No, if any of you are unlucky, I will regret it for the rest of my life." I hope that the master, Senior Brother Wenjing, and Brother Qingyun will take into account the friendship of the same village in the past, put aside their grievances, and start again. ”

"Zhengjun, being a teacher will never make you embarrassed. Chu Mingshan looked kind: "As long as Wenjing and Qingyunxian's nephew agree, I am willing to kowtow to Chu Tian's grave and confess my guilt, hoping that the two families will turn their rivalry into jade silk from now on." ”

"Master......!" Lin Zhengjun was moved to tears.

Chu Wenjing shouted angrily: "Chu Mingshan, you have been hypocritical all your life, and you are still acting coy at this time, which is really disgusting." ”

"Brother Qingyun?" Lin Zhengjun looked at Fu Qingyun again.

"Stand down!" Fu Qingyun said angrily: "If you don't want to take the sword, then give me a retreat!"

Lin Zhengjun hesitated for a while, nodded gloomily, gave a salute to Chu Mingshan, Chu Wenjing and Fu Qingyun, and left with tears.

Chu Mingshan watched Lin Zhengjun leave, and when he turned around, a vicious look appeared on his face, and he sneered: "Two little animals, I really think I'm afraid of you." After speaking, he waved his hand and ordered: "Give me a knife to chop!"

Dozens of people from Feihe Hall pulled out their long swords in unison and circled them in a fan shape. Chu Wenyu entered the inner gate of the Taihe Gate with confidence, practiced the Taihe Gate exercises, and didn't take the two of them in his eyes at all, shouting: "Give me a knife to divide the body!"

Chu Wenyu took the lead, the long sword roared out, and a cold light like a match hit through the air, instantly enveloping Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing. Dozens of people from Feihetang followed with swords, and they had the momentum of chopping the two of them into meat puree.

"The Taihemen exercises are really extraordinary. Fu Qingyun saw Chu Wenyu's sword stabbing at him, the cold stars were shining, incomparable and graceful, which made people unguardable, and couldn't help but secretly admire.

Fu Qingyun's face was solemn, and he raised his sixth sense divine sense to the extreme, capturing the true blow of thousands of cold stars. Although Chu Wenyu's sword moves were graceful, the trajectory of his attack could not escape Fu Qingyun's keen sense.

"Whew, whew!" Fu Qingyun waved his wooden staff and stepped up to meet the sword.

Chu Wenyu's sword splashed wildly, dazzling.

Fu Qingyun struck out with a stick, like an arrow off the string, and took a little straight from the flowers,

"Bang!" impartially, the tip of the staff just slapped on the tip of the sword.

Chu Wenyu's long sword shook, and the sword shadows flying all over the sky came to an abrupt end.

Chu Wenyu's expression changed suddenly, and the expression on his face froze instantly, as uncomfortable as swallowing a green-headed fly.

Chu Wenjing drew his sword in shock and retreated, fortunately, there were many disciples in Feihe Hall, and several people on the left and right sides immediately made up for it, and waved his long sword to block Fu Qingyun from continuing to attack Chu Wenyu. Dozens of sharp swords and big swords surrounded Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing.

Seeing that the big swords and long swords around them were densely striking, Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing hurriedly met the enemy back to back. For a while, the big knife slashed wildly, the swords flew together, and the shouts of killing were continuous.

There were many people in Feihetang, and one sword was shot away, and the other sword was handed over, surrounding the two of them densely.

Faced with the life-and-death struggle of the same door, Fu Qingyun was still a little uncomfortable at first. Although these Feihetang disciples don't have much communication, they have lived in a mountain villa after all, and they don't have the evil deeds of Liu Shaoyi and Han Jianfang, so they are at most accomplices. In the face of dozens of swords, Fu Qingyun was still a little soft at first, and he didn't dare to greet the other party's vital point, but when a big knife slashed in front of his neck and almost cut off half of his head, his sense of discomfort disappeared completely, and all that remained was to kill, hide, or die.

Fu Qingyun let go of his divine sense, and within two zhang of the surrounding area, the trajectory of the big sword and long sword was clearly visible. Chu Wenyu didn't dare to rush forward again, relying on the exquisite swordsmanship, mixed with the Feihe Hall disciples left and right, fortunately, Fu Qingyun's keen sense captured the trajectory of his sword moves clearly, making Chu Wenyu suffocate again and again, making him feel that he had nowhere to go, and he screamed in aggrieved.

Fu Qingyun's wooden staff rolled, Chu Wenjing's heavy sword flew, and the two of them rushed left and right with the momentum of pulling out trees, and the air violently shook with the wooden staff and heavy sword, making a screaming sound that shook the soul.

But two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, although Chu Wenjing and Fu Qingyun's skills have improved greatly, in the blade and sword forest, it is difficult to break out of the encirclement for a while.

Fu Qingyun's skills are much stronger than Chu Wenjing's, and under one blow, it is often difficult for opponents to follow up with their back moves, although they have not made meritorious contributions, they are not in danger of their lives for the time being. But the pressure on Chu Wenjing's side was not small, and after a cup of tea, Chu Wenjing was already out of breath, and he was hit by a sword in his leg at some point, and blood gushed out.

Fu Qingyun was secretly anxious, always paying attention to Chu Wenjing's situation, and breaking the siege in time.

"Wenyu, consume him!" Chu Mingshan stood outside the circle and commanded calmly. Seeing that Chu Wenyu was in a hurry, he hurriedly reminded him.